Teacher's Boys

Now, that the boys were so eager to experiment and try everything, the teacher tried to think of new things that she could do.

"How would it be if I sucked Dale off while Fred ate me?"

"Why, that sounds like fun," Fred smiled. "Dale ought to find out what your cock-suck is like."

She lay on her back and spread her legs invitingly. Reaching down she played with her vagina to excite him. Then he got his buddy over to her quickly.

"Dale, why don't you straddle her?"

Dale straddled her and let his buttocks fall down on her breasts. As his buttocks collided with her soft breasts, waves of erotic delight went through him.

"Oh, that feels so good," he told her.

Now, he was aiming his cock toward her mouth.

"Dale," she suggested, "why don't we do this? You can ride my tits with your butt, and then start pulling your pecker. Then, at the same time you can be dragging your balls over my tits. That, should be very pleasurable."

Dale nodded as he reached down to grip his mainstem. Sure enough, as he pulled his pecker, and his balls dragged on her tits, he got waves of pleasure.

"You know quite a bit about fucking and playing around, don't you," he asked the teacher. She nodded delightedly, and looked up at him. "Well, I guess I've made a science of screwing."

"That's a good subject to major in, teacher."

"You know it."

Now, she was enjoying herself, and so was he. Soon he wanted her to lick on the balls.

"Honey," he suggested, "why don't you lick on my testicles while I pull my pecker?"

He moved forward and then let his balls drag over her face. As she saw them waving over her, she let her tongue sweep out and she started licking. The pleasure was great.

"Oh, that feels so good, keep licking those balls. Yes, that's great. That's what I dig."

Meantime, Fred was down between her legs. As Fred's tongue lashed away at her vagina, he reached up to play with her stomach. He let his hands wander over her stomach. He pulled her pussy apart, and looked at the pink, quivering, moist flesh. He liked the sight of it, and then when the small clitoris popped out, he licked it like a small penis.

"Oh, baby," she gasped, between licking Dale's testicles.

Now, he decided he would let his tongue slip in there. As his tongue slid in, he gained more pleasure, and he let it jab back and forth, all around inside of her, and excited himself.

"Oh, baby," he panted, "that's beautiful. Keep it going, baby, keep it going!"

The pleasure was increasing and he enjoyed it more every moment.

"Oh, that's beautiful. Keep twisting your tail, baby."

Fred was determined that he was going to gain pleasure. And, he did.

His hands gripped her ass-cheeks as his tongue slid inside of her.

Meantime, Dale was becoming so excited that his balls were swelling. As the teacher watched the balls swelling, she contemplated what fun it would be to suck the prick off. Then she could enjoy the delicious cum.

"Ohh, honey," he panted, "you're gonna get a mouthful of prick."

The thought of getting a mouthful caused the teacher to open her mouth wide. Then Dale inserted his prick. At first her mouth licked around the crown of the cock. Then, slowly she let her tongue slip in the small slit. This made his cock quiver. Next, she let her lower lip drag over the dick. Somehow this produced waves of pleasure for Dale. He couldn't understand how she knew all of these little secrets that added so much delight to sex.

"Suck that prick," he told the teacher. "Suck it, baby, suck it!"

Now, the teacher was building up a steady rhythm. As the rhythm built up, the pleasure increased.

"Ohh, baby, suck it, suck it, baby, suck it!"

He was thrusting it into the teacher's mouth now, with new-found delight. With hard driving thrusts, the pleasure increased.

"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes, keep it up, keep it up, baby. That's what I dig!"

The sheer delight and pleasure of what was happening was almost too much.

"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. That's what I dig. Keep it up, yes, open your mouth, let me thrust it down your throat."

Angling her head for her, the young hot-blooded student thrust his dick down the teacher's throat, almost making her gag. Even though she could hardly stand it, there was a strange pleasure that she was receiving from being nothing more than a container for his cock. She loved the feeling of it slipping down her throat. Now, she reached out to grip Dale's buttocks. She massaged the buttocks and played with them while he fucked her.

"Oh, teacher, I love it when you feel my ass. You know just how to touch me."

No doubt about it, the teacher was learning how to make the students turn on.

Suddenly, she inserted a finger up Dale's tight anus. This excited him no end.

"Oh, that feels good. Fuck my ass-hole."

The teacher enjoyed fucking on his ass-hole. At the same time she was taking great delight in sucking his cock. And, Dale was enjoying watching the saliva-slickened shaft slip in and out of her clasping mouth. Her lips held the prick tightly, and her cheeks sucked in as he thrust. Then, he enjoyed the finger continuing its sliding up the ass-hole.

"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up. That's beautiful. Keep it up, baby, keep it up!"

Now, he was enjoying himself immensely.

Meantime his buddy, Fred, was going down on her and enjoying that, too. Fred observed that the finger was sliding up Dale's ass-hole, and he decided that a good thing to do would be to let his finger slide up her ass-hole.

So, he let one finger slip up her ass-hole while he continued eating her cunt out.

"Oh, teacher," Fred panted, "what a pretty pussy. What a sweet ass."

The teacher enjoyed the words. As she went on sucking on Dale's dick, she enjoyed feeling Fred's finger gliding up her ass-hole.

Now, they were going to town.

"Suck that prick, suck that prick," he told her. "Suck it, teacher, suck it. Oh, yes, that's beautiful. Oh, baby, I like it when you finger my ass-hole, and you eat my dick."

The young boy was driving into the teacher's mouth, and enjoying it more every minute. The teacher was lavishing her tongue all over the head of his prick, determined to enjoy him the most possible.

"Oh, suck it, teach, suck that dick, suck it, suck it off, suck it. You're gonna get a nice load of stuff. Ohhh, teacher, you're gonna get a nice surprise. A white surprise. A sticky white surprise."

The teacher marveled, at how the young stud desiring his cock sucked off effectively, could lure her on with talk about his cum-juice.

"Suck it, teacher, suck it. Oh, yes, teacher, suck, suck that cock."

Meantime, the sucking was getting her so excited, she was starting to moisten down at her pussy. Fred noticed this, and he had great fun licking and lashing away.

"Ohh, ahh, yes, teacher, yes, teacher!" he panted, in between letting his tongue slip up there. The pleasure was building and building. He enjoyed it immensely, and so did she.

"Ohhh, ahhh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it going, keep it going!"

Soon, they could hardly stand it. And, the pleasure built and built. Suddenly Dale's pecker shot its load. As the hot, thick creamy cum flashed into her mouth, she sucked joyfully. This was what she wanted, to taste him. And taste him she did.

"Ohh, teacher, suck it, suck it, teacher, sue it!"

The pleasure was too much. And she enjoyed it immensely.

"Ohh, ahh, yes, baby, yes. Keep it up, keep it up, baby!"

Now, she had built to the point where she could hardly stand it. At this point she let her fingers slip out of his ass-hole and she gripped his ass-cheeks as she sucked his cock off. He gave her a double shot, he got so excited. This was really what she loved. Sex with a young stud, who had a never-ending shooting peter.

The cum of Dale's dick excited her, triggering her own climax. Suddenly she gushed, giving Fred a mouthful. Fred wasted no time in letting his tongue whip around her cunt, and he ate her delightedly. Suddenly, as he finished sucking, he pulled his mouth off her and laughed, "We could make a fucking exhibition team."

When she heard this she laughed, as she slid her mouth off Dale's dick. However, Dale turned to her and said, "Why not?"

She thought about it for a moment, "They do make a lot of money doing that, don't they?"

"You bet they do," he said.

Then Dale told her, "There's a guy who's a pusher at school, and he's always after kids to fuck. How would you like to try it?"

"But, I'm no kid," she said.

"That doesn't make any difference," he explained. "As long as it's a young stud fucking an older woman, that doesn't make any diff. It's the idea that it's a young kid."

"Well, that you are, darling," she smiled, as she reached out for his handle. "Doesn't that big dick of yours ever go down."

"No, baby, it's my mouth that goes down," Dale laughed.

Now, Fred was really hot for the idea.

"There's not a reason in the world why we can't make some money doing this. You could wear a mask and a wig."

"Yes, and if I ever got caught, they'd nail me.

"You're not going to get caught," Fred said. "We're gonna have fun, baby. Real fun."

The teacher thought about it a moment, and the whole idea did intrigue her.

It was indeed an upsetting moment for her as she thought about it. However, she thought she might as well get some fun.

"How much money do you think they'd pay?"

"Oh, a hundred dollars a night," Fred smiled. "That's pretty good, isn't it?"

"Yes, it is, if you don't get caught."

"You don't have to worry about a thing," Fred explained. "I hear they have big stag parties. And, you perform on a little stage. The men are so drunk and out of their gourds they wouldn't even know who was screwing whom. It's just the idea that they like a wild action show, with all kinds of sex acts being performed."

"I don't think I should do it," she said suddenly.

"Look, teacher," he said, "you've done about everything now. Don't be ridiculous."

She thought about it for a long time and then she decided maybe it wouldn't hurt.

In the days that followed at school, Fred would not give up on the idea. He was determined to have a fuck. So he came to her after class four days later and said, "I've got it arranged with Harvey."

"What are you talking about?"

"Harvey is the guy who arranges the sex shows. He hires kids around here to fuck at stag parties."

"But, you're sure he wouldn't think I was too old?"

It was strange how the idea of being considered a young woman intrigued her, fascinated her, and almost made her throw over all reason.

"Baby, as long as you've got a good cunt, that's all that counts."

"I have that," she laughed, "and a hot mouth."

"That, love, is all you need," Fred smiled.

She wondered if it didn't include Dale, too.

"Is Dale going to join us?"

"No," he told her frankly. "He just wants the two of us."

"Well, that's alright with me. When is this big sex show going to come off?"

"It's going to come off on Saturday," he said.

She thought about it a long moment, and then told him, "Call me up tonight."

Fred didn't like being put off.

"What's there to decide?" he demanded.

"I just wish you wouldn't rush me."

"I'm not rushing you," he insisted. "We just have to know."

Finally, being pushed against the wall like this, she nodded. Just in time, too, because the principal walked in.

"Good afternoon," he said, observing her talking and being nervous with Fred.

"Anything bothering you?" the principal said, as Fred went out of the room.

"Why, no, not a thing. Everything is going along just fine for me."

The principal sat down and looked around the room.

"Your bulletin boards look very nice," he observed. "But how are your grades coming along? I believe we had tests last week."

"I had only three failures," she said.

The principal bristled. "When we fail a student, aren't we really failing ourselves?" he demanded cagily.

"I never looked at it that way."

"Well, it's about time you did."

Now, he was eager to get her talking about her grades.

'I hope you didn't give a lot of low grades," the principal continued.

"Why? Does it make any difference?"

"Of course, it does," the principal nodded and continued. "I don't care to be bothered with a lot of irate parents coming in here and making a fuss. After all, I'm too busy to give a damn about whether Mrs. Jones liked what Sally Jones got for her grade."

"I see they keep you busy."

"Much too busy," he said.

Now, she was getting the point. The principal was really burned up. And she realized she practically had to give certain grades.

"I don't like being backed into the corner," she said. "I like to have a little freedom."

"I hope I don't have to interpret this as defiance," he said abruptly.

"No, damn it, it's not defiance. It's simply this. A person should get the grade that he deserves. All this big concern over whether or not the parents are happy over their offspring's grade doesn't matter to me."

"But, that's precisely my point," the principal smiled wryly. "It is my concern. I want to have good public relations. There isn't a reason in the world why these students can't all get good grades. To each according to his ability. In other words, if a student isn't doing well, no doubt it's because they don't have the brain power to do well. So, why should they be penalized with a poor grade. I have discovered that it is much simpler to give all C's. Try to give quite a few B's, and a few A's. That makes sense according to the curve."

The principal got up and walked out. But, before he went out of the room completely, he turned and told her, "Watch this keeping kids after school, too. Complications can arise, and I wouldn't want that to happen."

"Thank you so much," she told him.

Now, she realized that he was going to be on her trail every moment. If it wasn't the grades, it was keeping kids after school. She went out to her car, and sure enough, that good-for-nothing teacher that she was trying to avoid, Jeff, was there.

"Good afternoon, teach," Jeff smiled. "You still making it with the kids?"

"You've got a big mouth," she snapped.

"So have you. That's why I want to fuck it."

"And, you've got a dirty mind, too."

He laughed and said, "You're one to talk. Making it with kids, and talking about me."

She wanted to get away from him, but he didn't want her to. He wanted sex with her, and he told her as much.

"Honey," he smiled, "Let's go to the local pub and have a little drink."

"Drink alone."

"It's no fun drinking alone," he smiled at her. "That's too bad."

He didn't like the acid manner that she had. And, he determined that he was going to get out of her, just what he wanted.

"Teacher," he laughed, "don't be difficult. Now, you just listen to me for a minute and I'll get you on the right track."

"That's a laugh," she snapped. "All you want is sex. You've got the most twisted mind I've ever seen."

Now, he decided to use a little psychology and make his trick work effectively.

"If you know what's good for you, you'll join me tonight."

She quickly understood it was a thinly veiled threat. Either or. So, she nodded.

"Look, I don't feel like going anywhere. But, if you put it that way, I will."

"You mean I gave you an offer you can't refuse," he smiled, remembering the way the Godfather used that line.

"And you're using the same tactics in talking that way to me."

He nodded, and said, "It got results in the movie, and it does in real life, too."

Something about the cocky smile and the insolent manner made her want to slap his face. But, instead, she knew she would probably have to pull his prick off one way or another.

He looked at her, and then said, "I know a nice little bar. It's over on 56th Street. You will find it easily if you follow me."

She thought about it just a second and then she nodded. "Alright, Jeff."

He got the look in her eye and realized she was furious. However, she was following. In the final analysis that was all that counted with Jeff, getting his way.

He got in his car and she followed. As they came near to the bar, she realized it was in a nude dancing section. She was furious. She didn't enjoy the idea of having to watch women throw their asses around.

"Well, what do you think of this place?" he said, as he had parked his car and was walking to the club entrance.

"It looks like a dirty, filthy hole."

"But, they've got some of the cutest little naked babes on that runway that you've ever seen, and how they fling their tits around, and their asses."

"Not interested."

"Well, I didn't think you would be," he told her. "You don't look like the les type."

They went into the place, and a redhead was flinging her body around, in a wild manner. There was a drummer who was pounding a wild, sensual beat on drums. As the redhead came charging down the runway, she wiggled all over.

"That's Roxie," he smiled. "Isn't she tremendous?"

"She's good looking, but she certainly has a nerve to be throwing herself at men like this in a public place."

"That's what Roxie is paid to do," he smiled. "And, she does it very well, doesn't she?"

"Well, you mean she does it pretty wildly."

Roxie noticed Jeff walk in. She went over and flung her ass-cheeks in his face.

"Get out of here, bitch," the teacher said angrily.

"Jealous, honey?" Roxie smiled, as she turned to look at her.

"Not in the least," the teacher snapped. "Believe me, baby, I could do just what you're doing, and do it better."

Now, the boss was delighted. If there was anything he enjoyed seeing, it was an honest-to-goodness fight among jealous females.

"Do you want to slug her, Roxie?" Maxie, the boss, laughed.

"I wouldn't waste my time," Roxie said, as she strode across the runway, completely nude.

Now, Jeff was in his glory.

"Hey, baby, I'll give you fifty bucks if you'll join us later at my place."

"Really," Roxie snapped, "I wouldn't be caught dead with you or her."

The teacher was flabbergasted, and she didn't know what to say. Apparently, Jeff was deriving enormous satisfaction out of torturing her.

"What are you trying to do? Make me hate you?"

He looked at her and smiled, and said, "No, honey, I've got my own ideas about sex. I hope you don't mind."

Now, she understood, and so did he. It was an eyeball-to-eyeball confrontation. Apparently he wanted something very unique and rare.

As they drank, they became so stoned that they didn't care about anything.

"I'm game to invite her over," she smiled. "That is, if you think you could take two women."

"Oh, I know I could," he laughed. "If there's anything I would like, it would be two gorgeous females to fuck."

"Well, you're going to have your opportunity," she assured him.

He motioned for Roxie to come over. Roxie was massaging her breasts, and wiggling her hips slightly.

"You wanted me?" she smiled.

"Yes," Jeff smiled. "I thought maybe you'd want to join me and her, and we could have a ball."

"What's in it for me?" she whispered. The customers were all watching as Roxie focused her attention on one man.

"Fifty bucks."

"I've got to think about it. Yes."

"It didn't take you long to think about it," he laughed.

"Well, it isn't every day you get an offer for fifty. Most of these guys are lucky if they can scare up ten or twenty for a fast blow job."

"Okay, honey, but you're going to have to do some really wild stuff to earn your fifty."

"I'm game," she smiled, giving the teacher a strange look. Then she glanced at the female teacher and winked.

"Right on," Jeff nodded. "You understand me.

"I sure do, you twisted good-for-nothing."

They both had a good chuckle, and now he was ready to make it.

"Honey," he asked, "don't you think you'll enjoy sex for three?"

Roxie looked away and then the boss came over.

"Roxie," he said, "I hope you're not up to your old tricks. You know, baby, you can't do things like that around here."

"Oh, I know," she laughed. "We've gone so moral. You're a real puritan, aren't you?"

He looked at her and said, "Not a puritan, baby, but really, you can't peddle sex too obviously."

She nodded, and then continued her way across the runway.

All of the men's eyes were focused on her body as she wiggled.

"Roxie," one man called to her. "Come over here, honey, and shake it for me."

Roxie went over and was shaking her vagina in front of the man's nose.

"Honey, that would be such a nice lunch for me.

"Well, it's dinner time now," she smiled.

"How much does dinner cost?"

"More than you can afford, darling."

Roxie moved on to another man.

"I'm a tits man," he smiled. "Massage your breasts for me, baby."

"I wish you were a tip man," Roxie suggested. "Then maybe I could give a better massage. It isn't often that you ever leave a nickel."

"What do you want? Two bits?"

"Beats a nickel, doesn't it?" Roxie smiled, as she massaged her breasts vigorously and shook them for the man.

"What nipples," he commented. "Good sucking, I'll bet."

"Now, you know you're not supposed to have obscene talk."

"You mean, sucking tits is obscene? Since when? Then babies are obscene 'cause they're forever sucking on nipples."

"That's different."

"What's different about it?" the man demanded. "Nipples are nipples, ain't they?"

"Yes, darling, but a baby's mouth is a little different than a man's mouth."

"That's what you think," he chuckled. "I still love to suck on 'em."

Roxie moved on, and Max called for her.

"What is it, Max, darling?" she smiled as she strode over to him at the bar.

"You're talking too long to the customers, honey. Someone might get the idea you're trying to peddle sex."

"What a horrid thought," she said angrily. "You know I'd never do a thing like that, don't you?"

"I don't know anything of the sort," he laughed.

"Well, you can trust me."

"Can I, Roxie?" he said.

She shook her head and he nodded.

"That's about it, honey," Maxie laughed. "You can't be trusted out of sight."

Roxie strode away, and Jeff got to talking to the female teacher.

"Honey, how would you like to suck on Roxie's tit?"

"You're out of your mind."

"So what's new?"

She looked angrily at him and he said, "You need another drink. Maxie, make her a nice big drink."

"That's the last thing I need," she said.

She was aware of what he wanted. When the drink finally came, she gulped it down eagerly.

"This will help me."

"You needed something, didn't you?"

"You bet your sweet ass I did."

She thought about what would happen next, and it bothered her.

"Honey," he smiled, "aren't you getting anxious?"

Sally Terry was never more confused in her life. It seemed as if everywhere she turned, she was getting involved in more sex. And, it bugged the hell out of her. Now, she noticed Roxie was looking at her.

"She's looking at me funny," she commented.

"Well, she's just horny for you."

"Well, I'm not horny for her."

"You will be, in time."

"I will be when hell freezes over," she told him.

However, as she finished her drink, she barely noticed that the stage had gone bare. The lights were out and the music had stopped. Now, she felt someone next to her. A leg pushing against her leg. She turned, and there was Roxie.

"Hi, honey," Roxie giggled. "Pleased to meet you."

"Sally Terry, meet Roxie."

The two women exchanged glances, and then Sally said, "I'm not going to have sex with you tonight."

"Well, I don't care if you do or you don't."

"You see how agreeable she is?" Jeff shrugged. "Baby, I wish you were like that. You've got too many morals."

"That's a laugh," Sally said quickly. "I have my own set of morals. And they're designed to please me. Nobody else. Apparently you dig women getting together on beds."

"That I do," Jeff agreed. "And, so do a lot of other men, honey. There's something real sexy about a sassy female fucking."

Now, she had a hot desire for action. And, it disgusted her no end that she was involved in such a situation.

"What do you do for a living?" Roxie asked the teacher.

"Nothing."

"Are you a hooker, honey?" Roxie asked her point-blank.

"I'm a teacher."

"You've got to be kidding," Roxie said, motioning for Maxie to come over and give her a drink. "What do you want, honey?" Maxie asked. "The usual."

"You're gonna pay for it, too, baby."

"She is not," Jeff said. "I'm buying."

Maxie gave her a disgusted scowl, and then he went to get the drink.

"You know, you're not supposed to drink or get acquainted with the customers, don't you?"

"Rules are made to be broken," she giggled coyly. Then she began sipping her drink. As she got more loaded, she reached over and patted Sally on her thigh.

"You're a real pretty chick," she told Sally.

Sally instantly recoiled at the thought of another woman finding her appealing.

"I mean it, baby, you really are. You've got class."

Sally looked straight ahead and she noticed

Maxie was laughing.

"It's real funny, isn't it?" she said nervously.

Maxie nodded, as he looked at her and laughed.

"We all have our problems, honey."

"Well, damn it, I don't like this problem."

She was furious now, and it was disgusting her.

The two women were looking at each other eagerly now. Suddenly, Roxie realized she had her where she wanted her. She was nervous, she was twitching, and she was confused. This was the time to move in and have sex, and she knew it. She had operated this way with other women before. She used their lack of knowledge about female-female sex, to induce them to have wild sex with her.

"What is your bust size, baby?"

"What's it to you?"

"It means a lot, honey."

"Well, I'm sorry, but I don't share your mutual admiration."

"You two knock it off," Jeff laughed. "Make up in bed."

"In a pig's eye, I'll go to bed with her," Sally said. Then, Jeff whispered something in her ear.

"You know, baby, you'll do what I want you to do. I heard a couple of boys talking about having sex with you."

"Don't try to blackmail me," Sally snapped. "You don't know a damn thing."

"Oh, yes, I do. I know their names. One boy's name is Fred. The other is Dale. Am I right?"

Sally knew she was had. She was so angry she didn't know what to do. Suddenly, she wheeled around and slugged him.

"Why did you do that, Sally?" Roxie asked, as she watched, entertained.

"Because, damn it, he deserved it."

"I told her the truth about a couple of young boys she's been making it with."

"Shame, shame, Sally."

Sally knew no shame. She was furious that she was trapped. In her trap, she wanted a release, but the release wasn't coming. Now, she was nervous and troubled.

"Honey," she suggested, "don't you think you'd enjoy fucking me?"

"I should say not."

Sally wanted to run away. She wanted to go anywhere. Anywhere to get out of what she was going to get into. But, there was no way out, and she knew it only too well.

As she became more nervous thinking about it, she trembled.

"Are you cold in here, honey?" Jeff asked insultingly.

"No," she snapped. "I'm hot. Hot as hell. Furious with you."

He knew it, but it didn't matter. He had her where he wanted her, and that was all that he cared about.

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